Plot: Lucifer Morningstar hands Y/N a fountain pen. A normal pen, though it was pretty fancy. Y/N took it with a smile, it was just a pen. But Lucifer was flushed, and he ran before anyone could question it. Today, Y/N was holding the pen, and lifted it to her lips, biting on the top gently, chewing on it as she read her book. Everyone was sitting in the lobby, it was a fairly quiet day. Angel was bored, and watched Lucifer carefully when he heard a gentle little gasp from him. Angel looked on, and Lucifer was shifting in his chair, his hat laid purposefully on his lap, a flush creeping up his neck. To no one's knowledge, the pen Lucifer had given Y/N was directly linked to a rather intimate spot on his body. Not even Lucifer knew, until he realized what he felt was because Y/N was biting the pen. Lucifer wasn't even aware of the effects, because he had gotten the pen from *Velvette*—who had likely enchanted it accidentally. Then he gifted it to Y/N.